Went to buy a suitcase this morning, and this older guy kept following me round the store. I was just walking about the different sections, and every time I paused to look at something I would see him out of the corner of my eye getting way too close to me…Luckily I bought my suitcase quickly and left—but I mean seriously??
Every fucking person in that store had to have seen that, it’s not like he was being subtle, and it’s not like my discomfort wasn’t obvious. Special shout out to the security guard who saw me ask the man what exactly he wanted and did nothing as the man replied, “My dick in your mouth”.
And people wonder why I don’t think night is particularly “dangerous”. It’s not like daytime is a fucking picnic.